This is a song about "Pain and sadness"

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

I'll let them pray and they will feel real pain

Through all the rain and the pain

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

Loopy, asking 'why didn't they choose me?' and started shooting in pain

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

In my peripheral, i see destruction and pain

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Happy sadness lonely

I see the pain and loneliness

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Who will feel me and my pain

Then lost my faith again

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Let's pretend he wasn't poor, and not frontin' in pain,